Thursday, April 27, 2017

I had a phase where I'd read an insane amount of blogs. Actually, reading is an overstatement. I would scroll through the page just to see what the bloggers were wearing. Throughout the years I cleaned out my Bloglovin' feed and I'm so happy about it. I only kept the blogs I really appreciated with interesting writing and beautiful pictures. For me, the personality of a blogger is almost as important as her style. What about you?

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Your typical Sunday consists of: jogging, brunching and reading. On Sundays, I like to wake up from natural light in my room and my first reflex is to grab one of the magazines on my nightstand. After finishing all of my homework, I read a little bit more. In general, I spend my Sundays finishing up my week. I do some leftover laundry, cleaning, I read one last article for a class and I brunch with my friends. In the afternoon, I take the time to read articles on line like these ones or start a book. Do you spend literary Sundays?

Friday, April 21, 2017

I realized that the last time I was in the greenhouse, I was wearing the same bandana. However, this time, my outfit is almost all denim. Occasionally I'll wear a denim on denim look but I had never thought of doing it with a skirt. Yes, this one in particular isn't in jean but the color is quite similar. I added a pop of color, this lovely pink, to brighten things up. What do you think of this casual look?

Monday, April 17, 2017

I'm writing this article while an African drum class is practicing on the other side of the lake. Their music transports me, a perfect soundtrack for the fast approaching summer (read about it in today's newsletter). In three weeks I will be done with my first year of college. It's crazy! I realized that this year, I was much more in control of my life. I decided to take classes no one was taking but I though tthey were interesting. I started crew, a sport I had never done before. I made some memorable friends and I only have three years left. Each day I try and live it to the fullest, making memories. This year flew by and I want to make the most out of the next couple of years.J'écris cet article pendant qu'un cours de tambours africains répète de l'autre côté du lac. Leur musique me transporte, bande-son parfaite pour mon été qui approche à grands pas (lisez la dessus dans la newsletter de ce matin). Dans trois semaines, j'aurai fini ma première année à l'université. C'est fou! Je me rends compte que cette année, j'ai été beaucoup plus maîtresse de moi-même. J'ai décidé de suivre des cours que personne ne suivait, mais ça m'intéressait. J'ai commencé l'aviron, sport que je ne connaissais pas. Je me suis faite des amies mémorables et il ne me reste que trois ans. Chaque jour, j'essaie de vivre pleinement et de me créer de bons souvenirs. Cette année s'est passée tellement vite et je veux profiter pleinement de mes années à venir.

Saturday, April 15, 2017

I don't need much to be happy. Some fresh blackberries, lemon and orange slices in my water, my friends, a lovely afternoon, FaceTiming my family or good music are all things that put me in a good mood. My friends and I relaxed on the grass while doing homework. I was able to reuse this fabric I had boughten for my West African Dance class and turn it into a picnic blanket. I hope you'll have a lovely weekend!

Thursday, April 13, 2017

I realized I hadn't worn these pants, bought in Paris, enough. It's never been mild enough to wear them until recently. The Parisian climate, temperate and sunny in the Spring, is better adapted to these types of pants. It rains all the time, it's too cold or it snows here. New England isn't lucky enough to get a real Spring, one worthy of sun and bare ankles!

Friday, April 7, 2017

Since Winter break, the collection of poems called Milk & Honey by Rupi Kaur mocks me. Placed on my nightstand, it stares at me. I feel guilty each time I go to bed without reading it. I opened it once and since then I haven't found the time to finish it. Yet poems are supposed to be faster to read then books, right? But I feel as thought I'll never have time to read the collection of poems before this summer. I know it's psychological but I don't have time to read for pleasure. Have you been able to make time to relax and read?